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_{(Continued from sws)}

[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]

[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]

So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?

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Okay, let me clarify... certain kinds of teasing are definitely alright. [He reached down to lightly place a hand over hers, giving it a squeeze before bringing his hand back up to the table.] My dinner choices and any reference to what a geek I am? Not cool.

[Except he didn't really expect her to stop with any of that. Wouldn't be his annoying big... sister, if she did.]

[Those were rules she could happily live by. Her hand squeezed him again and rubbed slow against him. As she palmed him, she leaned up and spoke very softly against his ear, her voice playful.] Yes, master.

[When she settled back, in a more normal voice, she asked.] Out of curiosity, what'll the punishment be if I break the rules? [Her fingernails raked lightly up the line of his zipper before she went back to cupping and holding him.]

[He grinned a little, amused before shrugging.] Well, there's not a lot I can do out here, except you know...

[And he'd reached his other hand in his pocket, thumbing the speed up a little.] I can get more creative when we leave though.

[She gasped softly and bit her bottom lip to keep from making too much noise. Her thighs squeezed together, rocking very slightly in her seat. She leaned back against the back of the booth and whimpered softly as it pulled the chains tight on her.]

[Her voice was breathy when she answered him finally.] I'll bet you can. Might be worth it to break a few rules, then. [She grinned, panting a little heavier as she struggled not to squirm around in her seat.]

[he smiled a little bit and turned the vibrator back down after a bit--the waiter was going to be back soon and it was kind of obvious with the way she was squirming and whimpering that something... inappropriate might have been up.] You think so, huh?

[A slow shaky sigh escaped her when he turned it back down and she put her hands up on the table. At this rate, they wouldn't make it to dessert before she was begging. And even if he agreed and fucked her, it wasn't a guarantee she'd be allowed to come. The thought alone made her whimper again, softly.] I think so. I really think so.

[She grinned at him and then managed to keep herself in check long enough to give her order when the waiter returned with their drinks. After Sam gave his order and the waiter left again, Dean's hand returned to Sam's lap, rubbing lightly.]

[He let out a soft noise when Dean's hand went right back to his lap--definitely might not make it through dinner at this rate... and he was debating if they didn't, if he should let her come her keep teasing her. It'd make it all the more worth it later.]

[For now, he just took a deep gulp from his beer, figuring he could get away with running his free hand slowly up her inner thigh and back down again, teasing.]

[Her legs parted for his when he stroked her thigh. God knew she shouldn't be encouraging him any more, as turned on as she already was, but she couldn't help herself. Her hand on him stayed light and slow. With her other hand, she reached for her beer, taking a sip and glancing around like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.]

Do you have any ideas for after dinner? Another movie or something? [She shot him a teasing look, remembering that last movie.] Buy me another slushie?

No particular ideas, no... [he arched a brow at her, laughing under his breath a little a little at her proposition.] Not a bad idea.

[He lowered his voice so no one would overhear.] if you're, uh... good-- might let you sit on my lap later after we've parked somewhere nice and quiet.

I'm always good to you, Sammy. [She purred back softly. Her hand on him squeezed a little tighter as she rubbed him. She lifted her beer bottle to her lips, flicking her tongue teasingly around the mouth of the bottle before she took a drink.]

[He let out a soft sigh, reaching up a little further to give that chain a tug for all the teasing before his hand slipped away, tugging her dress back into place.]

[Dean whimpered softly at the tug, rocking a little in place before she settled again. To be good, she took her hand away and settled it on the table, both hands wrapped around her beer bottle to wait on the food to be delivered.]

[he turned a little to press a kiss to her temple when she took both hands and put them on the table. He started to turn the toy up again since they were just sitting, waiting on their food.]

[She gasped softly. Should have seen that coming. Instead of pressing her thighs together this time, she left them apart to keep the pressure off her clit. The additional vibrations went right to it, when she pressed them together tighter. She leaned back in the seat and shivered, struggling not to squirm and mostly being successful.]

[He smiled a little bit at the way she leaned back like that, at the shiver he noticed.] You okay there?

Oh god. [She breathed the words softly, struggling not to do anything to attract any attention. Her hands were still wrapped tightly around her beer bottle.] Is... is that the highest setting? [She was curious and nervous at the same time. If that was the highest setting, she could... maybe... get used to it enough to stand it for a while. If it wasn't, well... higher would be a hell of a sensation.]

no, it's not. [He shrugged and yeah, it was stupid to do this in public when she was already struggling with the medium setting. He pressed the button to turn it up higher anyway though.] That's the highest setting.

[Her lips pressed tightly together and her eyes slammed shut. That was... more than she expected. Her thighs clenched together, squeezing and moving the clamp on her clit around, making her whimper. She felt like her body was hooked up to an electrical current. If it kept up for very much longer, she'd come right there in the restaurant.]

[He smiled a little as she reacted to the vibrator, reaching under the table to rub his hand soothingly.] Relax, Dean... [He murmured the words softly. As much as he kind of wanted to see her come right now, see how she'd handle it, the whimper and the way her expression changed was probably bad enough so... he turned it down back on low.]

[When he told her to relax, she tried. Forced herself to open her eyes and let her legs move apart again, shivering more at the way his hand felt on her over-sensitive skin. She breath a long, shaky breath when the vibrations slowed. Swallowed hard and turned to press her face against Sam's shoulder a minute, taking breaths to calm herself.]

[Muffled against his shoulder, she murmured.] Oh god, I want you to fuck me so bad right now.

I know... God, want you too. [He murmured softly, turning his head to press a kiss to the top of her head. He licked his lips, trying to calm himself down as well because they'd just ordered--not like they could run out and fuck just yet.] How close are you?

Really close. [And the low vibration was keeping her right there on the edge. This was exactly the kind of prolonged torment she'd imagined when she asked for this. Who knew Sam would be so good at it?] If you want to make it through dinner, I wouldn't turn that up any higher for a little while.

[Finally, she pulled away from his shoulder and sat back more naturally, breathing still heavy but more controlled.]

[He kept rubbing her leg soothingly, gently.] Get through dinner, Dean. We'll have fun afterward... promise.

[Didn't know how many more times he could keep teasing her to the edge and backing off before she was begging for him to do something about it, but part of him was kind of enjoying finding out.]

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